Return of Romantic Artists

The Second and Last Love1

“People who fall in love sometimes forget one important thing, which is TRUST. maybe without trust, that love will be destroyed.” ~ love fighters ~

I am Andre, a 17-year-old who has not dated 4 years aka SINGLE. Last time I met love in Junior High. Since then, I have been single until now in High School. I don't know why I started living this single life. Finally decided to start looking for a partner because I was afraid I would forget how to fall in love.

Like the previous days, this morning left school with enthusiasm even though in the heart already bosen live gini gini aja.

“Why is my life lonely gini yes..? Do I need to get rid of this single-ness huh?” I murmured in my heart. Actually I'm not really handsome anyway. arguably according to the standard. But not a few girls who deketin me, whether it's just want cementan, want cheat, well that's how to be a pupil hehe pinter.

Arriving at school, I was greeted with my best friend and head of the school's osis, Dimas his name.

“Woy dre, no PR today?” yelled at him from a distance.

”Yaelah.. early in the morning nanyain PR! Why is there a? Not yet engaged, huh..? Want nyontek?” reply bragged.

“Nah... That's you know! Can ya?” begging me.

“Ya, noh.!” I reached out and gave my book to her.

The break bell rang, we both got out of class to go to the cafeteria. At the time in the cafeteria, I saw a younger brother who came to the cafeteria as well. Suddenly there was one person who took my eyes off a woman who could be seen if she was a shy person. Actually, he's not my criterion, but when he's embarrassed, the sweetness makes diabetes xixixi. The woman was named Princess. She is simple, not a woman who pursues popularity, what it is, and one of the most prominent traits of her is shy.

Fortunately he's an IPA kid just different class with me, I'm A class while he's B class. I was almost 3 years old, but I never knew him. Wahh is so bad sih.

When the bell came home from school, after coming out of the classroom, there was a princess waiting in front of the gate. Somehow I have not dared to further acquaintance with him. Instantly my daydream broke because Dimas took me home with him.

“Dre.. Let's go home together! As a thank you for being given cheat.” said Dimas.

“Oke.” my answer is short.

Arriving at home…

“Thanks yes Dim, don't want to stop by first?” say

“Sama same, just go home, anyways it's really noon. Turn around first yes!” dimas said as he turned his motor.

With a sense of fatigue due to many tasks, I went straight into the room, changed clothes and fell on the floor while playing. Without a long time I slept.

The next day, starting the day by listening to a song from Bruno Mars made my morning into good vibes. Didn't feel it was 07:05, “Jeez 7 o'clock! Cepet. I thought it was still half 7 earlier.!” babble me while off the music I played earlier. I usually walk to school, because it's pretty close to my house. When I arrived, I saw that the school was still quiet, only a few of my underclassmen, I finally decided to wait for someone in front of the gate. 15 minutes I waited, someone I was waiting for came. I'm trying to greet him